Chapter 46: My Secret Place
Akon
I step closer, the water lapping at my chest, and press her back against the rock wall. Her breath quickens as I trail my hands down her body, my fingers gliding over her skin. I cup her breasts, feeling the weight of them in my palms, and she arches into my touch, her nipples hardening beneath my thumbs. I lower my head, taking one peak into my mouth, and suck gently, swirling my tongue around it. She moans, her head falling back, and I switch to the other, lavishing it with the same attention.
“Akon,” she pants, her hands tangling in my hair. “Please.”
Her plea fuels my hunger, and I slide my hands down her body, over her stomach, and lower. I hook my fingers into the waistband of her dress and pull it down, letting it fall into the water. She stands before me in her underwear, her body a work of art, and I take a moment to appreciate every curve, every line.
I step out of the water, my eyes never leaving hers, and shed my clothes, letting them fall to the ground. I step back into the spring, the water cool against my heated skin, and press myself against her. She gasps as she feels the length of my cock, hard and throbbing, pressed against her stomach. I kiss her again, deeply, passionately, my hands roaming over her body, exploring every inch of her.
I break the kiss, trailing kisses down her neck, her collarbone, and lower. I pause at the clasp of her bra, my fingers trembling slightly as I undo it. The fabric falls away, revealing her breasts, full and perfect, and I lower my head, taking one into my mouth. She cries out, her hands gripping my shoulders, and I suck, nibble, and lick, savoring her taste. I switch to the other, giving it the same attention, and she squirms against me, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
“Akon,” she moans. I would love to take her right now because it feels so right, but I won’t…not yet. I want to build up our connection even more before I claim her in every way. I slide my hands down her body, over her hips, and lower, hooking my fingers into the waistband of her underwear. I pull them down, letting them join her dress in the water, and she stands before me, completely bare. Her pussy is glistening with arousal, her lips plump and pink, and I groan. This will be more of a test of my willpower than I had anticipated. But today isn’t about me, it is about her and the future I want to share with her.
The water laps at our bodies, the heat enveloping us, and I lean down, kissing her, tasting her desire on my lips.
I break the kiss, trailing kisses along her jawline, her neck, and lower, sucking gently on her collarbone. She tilts her head back, exposing more of her neck to me, and I suck, marking her as mine. She gasps, her hands clutching at my shoulders, and I feel her begin to tremble.
“Akon,” she pants, her voice tight with need. “I’m close.” That phrase from her lush lips is a symphony to my ears. My little warrior queen is about to come undone from a kiss. I can’t wait to experience more. Her arousal excites me. I reach between us, slip a finger into her pussy, find her clit with my thumb, and rub it in circles, adding to her pleasure.
“Cum for me, Layla,” I growl, my voice hoarse with need. “Let me feel you fall apart around me.” I stroke my cock with my other hand. It doesn’t take much. She cries out, her body arching against mine, and she shatters, her walls clenching around my finger in waves of pleasure. Her cries echo through the garden, and I follow her over the edge with one powerful stroke of my hand. My roar mingles with her cries, and I hold her tightly, our hearts pounding in unison.
She wraps her arms around me, holding me close, and I feel a sense of peace wash over me.
“I love you, Layla,” I whisper, my lips brushing against her ear. “More than you’ll ever know.”
She smiles, her eyes shining with love and satisfaction. “I love you, too, Akon. This—this was perfect.”
I smile, my heart full, and pull her into my arms. “Come on,” I say, taking her hand and leading her out of the water. “Let’s get you dried off and warmed up. I have one more surprise for you.”
She raises an eyebrow, a playful smile on her lips. “Another surprise? I can’t wait to see what it is.”
I chuckle, a warm, loving sound, and pull her into my arms. “It’s something that I think you’ll enjoy. Trust me.”
Hand in hand, we leave the garden, the moonlight guiding our way. I led her to my private library, a room filled with ancient tomes and mysterious artifacts. She has not ventured in here yet, because I had it sealed by my magic. Now that I have shared it with her, she can come and go as she pleases. I look at her and smile. The air is thick with the scent of old books and dust, but Layla seems to relish the atmosphere, her eyes shining with curiosity.
“This is amazing,” she says, running her fingers over the spines of the books. “What’s the surprise?”
I smile, reaching up to a high shelf and pulling down a leather-bound volume. “This,” I say, handing her the book. “It’s a collection of ancient dragon legends, stories that have been passed down through generations, and tales of our origins from a magical island called Altima. I thought you might enjoy reading them, learning about our history and our culture.”
Layla opens the book, her eyes scanning the pages as she takes in the intricate illustrations and the beautifully written text. “It’s beautiful,” she says, looking up at me with a smile. “Thank you, Akon. This means so much to me.” I do know how much because knowledge is how she has survived being hunted for so long. Her kingdom and history have been erased, and now I am giving a small portion of it back to her. She deserves it and so much more.